- "A silver gull slips down from the west. Sometimes a sail. High, high stars."
- "My love feeds on your love, beloved, And as long as you live it will be in your arms Without leaving mine."
- "I no longer love her, that’s certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long."
- "I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul."
- “Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.”
- "Fear is also a street, and among its terrifying stones tenderness somehow is able to march with four feet and four lips."
- "You are like the night, with its stillness and constellations. Your silence is that of a star, as remote and candid."
- "Dry autumn leaves revolved in your soul."
dec 3 2011 ∞
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